User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Tavern of the Rusted Claw/@comment-32303-20140728010844/@comment-32303-20140729223819

"How fast dae ye want him daid?" ''Branna whispered back to the vixen, drawing one of her daggers from her belt and pawing the keen edge. Her eye shone with a cold fire. '' "Ef ye want, Ah'll bluid eagle him."